I am the earth
my robes flow into endless fields of gold
and my heart carries songs of birds on the wind
the fire within me burns
with glory and contemplation
my unending source of power and love
I am abundant and give freely
of my healing streams; my valleys
dotted with the scent of flowers and truth
I am constant and unending
I have enough for all who love me
and more for those who cannot
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when there is nothing left
nothing is there
and nothing can change that
or make it into something it is not
so I say goodbye to release myself
from the strange hold your
nothing had over me
Just outside the door I linger now,
around a dirty plastic table;
my face lifted and opening towards
warm golden sunlight rays,
thinking on better days, in hopes
that the warmth might lift
my darkening heart from those thoughts
better left unspoken…
Would I linger here within
this logical maze of happiness
and health, or rather choose to sink
into that which I know hungers for me?
I am called towards your vampiric energy…
you who drain my soul instead of set it free-
may the sunlight be constantly reminding
that I am whole and unbroken…
its just a loud silence that fills
the space between us;
a buffering of sound to keep
sweet words away from eager ears
words that one so longs to hear;
oh! inciteful flames that could
give rise to reality’s destruction
fueled yet, by lies and alibis,
you do no good when the words
you drip, like honey, are poisonous to
touch, and more damaging when
ingested into the blood
oh to wish the quiet of my soul
be louder than the chatter
of my mind
yet i fall behind
always looking for that which
avoids me
missing the larger view
such that i annoy me
a longing for what I
cannot say
I strive to find a lifetime of answers
in a single day
what shortcuts can i take?
I repeal myself
as my eyes look towards
an eternal sky and i know
that I will not find that
in which i search
until i delve away from my waking mind
and into the depths of the
darkened harkening that
silently awaits me
childhood bedtime-
woven intermingled memories
legs around me, surrounding me
suffocatingly….
sheets, flowered and clean,
a prison of the mind
tortured by snores and more
shattering…
homeward my heart would lead
followed in time by my mind
and eventually my body
how though you didn’t see
the damage that your snuggles
did to me
I walked a tilted floor
Trying to get back to you
But I just kept slipping
Away
The ground beneath my feet
Slanted and sliding
Ever moving and unsure
Wasted me
A quicksand of quick fix,
Not withstanding pain,
Lingers yet as prison
Upon my brain
And I wait for your heart to capture
Me as I fall away
As proof that you’re still true
To a soul that’s enflamed
There is a lightness in my step
today; a smile that my spirit
grace
for that which was a question mark
lies now a period upon my thoughts
and while i long to
embrace that magic-
that ever so soulful dreamy state-
i long more for that which is
real-
and within myself find that
bewitched state…
heartfelt songs within my breath;
melodious echoes inside silent
space…
forgiveness opens the heart
up like a flower
releasing a soothing
scent of peace
upon the soul
allowing for others
to make their mistakes
in love, with love,
opens the spirit to colors
more vibrant and alive
and when we let go of that
which we desire
opting instead for what we need
we allow the universe to provide
all that is required
and in a sense, be set free
the SIBYL'S SONG 